Murdered by My Boyfriend

Synopsis: At a party teen-ager Ashley meets the older Reece, whom she finds handsome and charming with the ability to make her feel special. They start dating and, whilst it is apparent that he is pathologically jealous and possessive, the naïve young girl initially finds it reassuring that he cares for her alone. However when she is pregnant he viciously hits out at her, later apologizing in floods of tears and begging forgiveness. Ashley assumes that it was her fault for antagonizing him but his violence continues and he becomes ever more controlling. She decides to leave him but he is not the sort of boy to take rejection lightly and tragedy results.
Genre: Drama
  1 win & 1 nomination.
60 min

'This is the end of my story.

'The journey here was not


'It began when I fell in love.

'When the only future I could imagine

was happy.

'I held on to that dream for as long

as I could

'until my broken body and beaten


'were forced to let go.'

Yeah, serious, though. It works.

Just ask the universe for whatever it

is you want

and if you really, really believe in

it, then you get it.

Karen did it and she got ten grand.

Yeah, cos her mum died.

Yeah, ten grand is ten grand, init?

Guess what I found in my bag when we

were getting ready? What?

Half a kebab. That's disgusting.

It must have been in there since


Oh, we didn't have kebab on Friday.

Last Friday?

Shut up, I feel sick.

So, what are you asking for?

Oh, you know, love, marriage,

babies, my own salon.

What would you ask for?

Don't know...

world domination?

Erm, I was going to ask for that.

You'll have to fight me for it.

So embarrassing!

Oh, my God, did you see that?

Jaime was blatantly checking you

out. Was he?

Yeah. He's liked you since school.

He was all like...

It's all wonky.

Shut up. It's perfect.

Why don't you take it off, show some


No, you don't look fat.

You look beautiful.

Oh! I love my big lying friends.

OK, you'll drink anything,

won't you?

It's not bad, is it?

Erm, can I get you one?

Yeah, white wine, please?

White wine.


Don't put me off.

Say when. When.

Erm, what's your name?


I'm Reece.

Erm, I'll see you later, yeah?

Yeah. Yeah, I'll see you later.

I know. Who was that?!?

Well, you better be. If you want to

you can.

What... I... I don't think I could,


I get so embarrassed. I get so


There he is.

I told you, I told you.

So... Right.

You're right. Come on, come on. OK,

do I look all right?

Yes. You look fine. You sure?

He's going to think I look rough.

Ash. Ashley.

Oh, hiya.

Oh, what, you're pretending like you

don't recognise me?

Hey, you look really nice. Thanks.

Where you going?

Nowhere special. Look, wait down

there, yeah.

Wait down there for me.

So, do you go to college full-time?

Part-time and I... erm...

and I work in a clothes shop on

Tuesdays and Thursdays.

Yeah? Mm-hm.

So, what you going to do when you

finish your course?

Work for someone else for a bit.

I, kind of, want to own my own salon

by the time I'm 25.

I love it.

I don't know... People just say it's

nails or whatever, but...

I don't know, I kind of think it's

more than that.

How do you mean?


you're there for your clients when

they get married

and have babies and get divorced


I guess that's why they call it

beauty therapy.

Yeah, that makes sense.

So, what about you? I mean, what do

you do?

Erm, well, right now I'm breeding


What sort of dogs?

Staffordshire Bull Terriers.

OK. I... erm... It's not like that,

you know?

They're all kennel club registered,

but that's just for now.

I mean, long term I want to get into

property development.

You know, like buying property,

doing them up, selling them

and that.

Wow! That's...

Yeah, that's really cool.

'I told him about my salon.'

He said he was interested in nails.

I know!

Oh, he's got these eyes

and he just looks at me.

I know what eyes are for,

you cheeky cow!

'Ah, it's the way he looks at me.

'You know, he really gets me.

He listens.'

So lovely, so lovely.

'No! No, he's a gentleman.

'It's different!

'But it feels different.

'Yeah, I am.'

I'm really, really happy.

I'm really, really happy.

How do I keep it, you know?

Sabrina? They're my mates.

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